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Sakuno smoothed down her bright blue t-shirt, readjusted her bag, checked that she hadn't forgotten anything at home then searched for another way to stall. It wasn't that she didn't like the Kaidoh's, they were very polite, but it was just a thing she did before preparing to cook.
She would always worry if she had gotten the right ingredients, proper measurements, if her hands were clean and if she was teaching her worries would double. She had run some tutoring in the school's cook club and had been told there was no point in her fretting because she always seemed to nail cooking like a sledge hammer on a tack nail but it was just Sakuno.
She checked her watch. It was five to four. Mrs. Kaidoh had such a nice garden. Snap out of it or you'll be late! Her mind shouted. With a deep breath she walked up the concrete path to the front door and politely knocked.
5 door knocking minutes including sore knuckles later….
Was no one home? Had she gotten the dates mixed up? Or were they just in the backyard relaxing? She peeked through the windows. Nope. No movement yet there was a pair of shoes on the rack so some one must be , one last knock wouldn't hurt. And so to make sure this one last knock was truly load she raised her fist above her head and out all her strength into that one last knock.
And because fate is truly just a big meanie it was at that exact moment Kaidoh opened the door to face Sakuno's fist. Literally.
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Kaidoh had been doing his push ups, dutifully following the training menu set by Inui –senpai when someone knocked on the door. At first Kaidoh didn't notice it taking it as the stray cat that wondered around the neighbor hood yet again try to scratch its way through anything. But as they got louder Kaidoh decided it was time to shoo the cat away. It was very hard trying to focus on counting when there was a drumbeat every minute or so.
So Kaidoh got up and answered the door to get hit in the face for the fifth consecutive time that week. Just peachy.
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Momoshiro, Eiji and Ryoma had been walking to the arcade after there traditional cleaning out of "The crispy burger" when they spotted Sakuno walking around a corner."Oi, Ochibi!"Eiji practically shouted in his ear. He was very hyper from the jumbo size coke he had had ten minutes ago. "Hey, it is! Why don't you go talk to her?" Momoshiro joined in on the teasing.
Ryoma pointedly ignored them. Like that ever worked. "Let's go!" and so Ryoma was promptly dragged into a hedge.
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Kaidoh was feeling an odd sense of de ja' vu. He was clutching his face, blood was running down his nose and Ryuzaki was panicking. "Oh my gosh! Kaidoh –senpai! I'm so sorry! " Kaidoh never new one could have such colourful cheeks. It was nearly the exact shade of aunty Eiko's hot pink high heels." Kaidoh –san are you ok? How many finger 's am I holding up?" Er. Um. "four?" "Oh dear. Kaidoh senpai were do you keep your first aid kit?"
"I think it's…on the kitchen shelf, no. Um, the bathroom cabinet. Yeah." These questions were making his head hurt. "Thank you Kaidoh- senpai . Is your brother here? I was supoused to help him with home ec-do you have a place to lie down? Do you want me to help you? Would you like some pain killers? I'll go get some!" and in a whirl of braids the panicking girl exited.
Then he remembered something through his foggy mind. Wasn't the bathroom downstairs?
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Sakuno ran up the stairs in a flurry, braids whipping behind her. She opened the first door on the landing; there was a queen sized bed. She scurried over to the next door opening each one until she reached the final one, it had to double beds and of one half of the room seemed plastered with posters of the popular band "blue tree" while the other had only a few books n tennis and a picture of the Seigaku regulars when they must have been younger.
And there was a door. Maybe the Kaidohs had a joining bathrooms? She picked here way through the room and opened the door. There was a loud crash as various objects fell from the shelves in the closet. She only had time to blink before a very large dictionary took her to the land of the pretty stars and unicorns.
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He had finally laid himself on the couch as gently as possible, his head was still throbbing. Her hit wasn't that strong but his nose had only freshly heeled so it was still very tender. The pounding in his head was very similar to that of a hip hop song. Boooom…Boooom…B- boooom.
CRASH!!
What was that?! Did Ryuzaki-san somehow manage to get hurt? With the little mishaps they had been through he wouldn't be surprised if she had gotten a braid stuck in a door or tripped over a carpet edge. Someone really had to teach the girl how to walk. She was dangerous in her own right. Death by clumsiness. It had to be a first.
So with all the grace and poise of a drunk Kaidoh made his way up the stair ,walked into the corridor and saw a door a jar. His door. Okay it was his brother's door too but he sometimes liked to think of it as his sole door. He didn't now why. It was just a door. That was a jar. Great.
He opened the door that had been previously ajar and had also been previously pondered own it's ownership for no real reason. and he was greeted with sight of Ryuzaki-san lying in a pile of eh and his brothers clutter that hadn't seen the light of day in years, a red mark forming on her left temple and a dictionary lying not so innocently beside her.
Ryuzaki sensei was going to skin him alive.
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I'm trying to make the chapters longer each time I write them. Sorry it took so long. I hope you like this one. It'll start having a plot at some point so just stick around. I'll update in a few weeks. One or two. Well please review. Each time I get one I finish the next chapter like greased lightening. They're like Oreos! So addictingly nice you must have moooore! Well bye for now.